As my wife and I were leaving to go down to the town hall to vote in the primary, my wife told our twelve-year-old that she was going to vote for the candidate she favored. He asked, perfectly seriously, “How many times?”
And he’s never even been to Chicago. Or else he knows something about his mother I don’t.
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